Like two children on the playground of the unconfessed souls, abandoned by our mothers and our lovers and our foes, if only we were brave enough to live the lives we stole, what a wonderful world this could be!

Front now, you got a cheshire cat grin - eerie malevolence of commerce combined with backspins - I'm just a kid, tryin' to do good for my friends whose lives end,
while the queen of radio play's painting the carnations red